Yesterday’s rain informs me I’m born of luck and blended
strands, of hope and words forged before a common tongue emerged.
Of my first two languages only one still breathes. 167 more words
There were several candidates for Today’s Perfect Moment.
I saw a Canadian actress on the subway–or I at least thought I did. I am (now) unsure as to whether I “recognized” her or just felt that I knew her from some p lace. 385 more words